He [M] 30s somehow knew my [F] 22 secret. [MF]

This is a true story. This happened a few years ago and I’m remembering it because the guy in this story randomly messaged me out of the blue a couple of days ago and I haven’t spoken to him since that year.

I won’t give too many details, but this is a classic situation of a guy that was fucking a friend of mine, then met me, and decided he wanted me…bad.

He was interesting in the beginning. He was friends with my sibling too, I got introduced to him at a party and it was all friendly interactions at first. After seeing him a couple of times when we would all go out, my friend told me they had been on and off fucking, and that he was kind of an asshole, which I started to pick up on.

At the same time, I couldn’t deny that there was an attraction, especially with him being quite a bit older than me. I thought he was trash, arrogant, and had a way over inflated ego. And somehow, I’d still be a little wet when he was around. It was in the little hidden moments, somehow he’d make a quiet comment to me as we were all walking to bars, eye contact across the room…things like that.

Fast forward to a night we all went out. Our friends, my brother, a whole group. Things with the guy and myself were getting close to a boiling point, but I was being stubborn. I didn’t want to disrespect my friend by fucking with him and I had been telling him that I knew about them and to stop trying to flirt with me.

At one point at this bar, he asked if I wanted a drink, so I walked over with him. Conveniently, there was a wall where our group was hanging out, and where we were in one corner getting drinks. At first we were visible, and he started trying to come on to me, I was freaking on the inside because I knew they could look over and see us, and I begged him to stop.
By me doing that, I guess something in him snapped and he grabbed me and pushed me up roughly behind and against that wall, wrapped a hand around my throat, and stuck his tongue in my throat as well. We were sloppily making out like this for a minute in this dark corner and I was losing my fucking mind.

He pulled off and whispered dirty shit to me, I can’t remember exact details of what was said as it’s been so long, but I for sure know that he mentioned fucking me deep and rough and that he knew I would like this. My pussy was throbbing. I remember I was scared, nervous, and dripping fucking wet. The combination of also possibly getting caught by the friend and my sibling in a public setting was intense. And the fact that he knew my desires, my biggest secret in what I liked and what I was into without us having ever discussed that and me playing hard to get….yeah it was a lot. I always act pretty innocent. I can say he’s probably the first guy ever to have figured me out like that.

This whole interaction only lasted at most 2 minutes, I mean we couldn’t be hidden for that long without someone noticing and we had to bring drinks back. To this day I still don’t know if anyone actually saw the kiss but it became a little obvious that he was into me.
We walked back over and I had to pretend that he didn’t just have me whimpering in a corner and our tongues in each other’s mouths, and fuck I can’t believe I’m just now remembering all of this. It’s making me wet as I type.

I never fucked him, never even went home with the guy, or saw his dick, nothing haha my self control is insane. I refused to do anything to further hurt my friend so I completely ghosted him even though he kept hitting me up and we stopped hanging with him in our outings. Haven’t heard from him since that year like mentioned, (thank god).

Then he texted me two days ago.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v02dvt/he_m_30s_somehow_knew_my_f_22_secret_mf